black absorbs all forms
into its formlessness
including the mind
in the sphere of black
space is one primordial
nothingness till light
awakens the ego that
propels the quest for forms
we sleep well without light
so that the mind goes back
to the form of formlessness
sleep on, sleep on
darkness sleeps well in
the absence of light
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem